‘Oh I am very serious. Come on, hurry up, you know the routine,’ said Dave, turned on at pushing Karen’s submission to a new level. ‘Honey? Pl...ase?’ Karen pleaded. ‘Uh uh,’ said Dave resolutely. Karen bowed her head in shame, turned the dining room chair towards her and knelt on it facing the mirror. Nikita looked on in stunned disbelief, still not understanding what was to happen. Dave stepped behind her and unbuttoned her jeans and rolled it down. ‘And how do you normally get spanked, Karen?’. -Phyllis DillerThe only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron.-Phyllis DillerHis finest hour lasted a minute and a half.-Phyllis DillerOld age is when the liver spots show through your gloves.-Phyllis DillerMy photographs don't do me justice -they just look like me.-Phyllis DillerI admit, I have a tremendous sex drive. My boyfriend lives forty miles away.-Phyllis DillerTranquillizers work only if you follow the advice on the bottle - keep away from. She was pleased to see Ron sounding a bit morein control, rather than being a love-struck puppy to Jen's wishes. Shewas really concerned that Ron's changes were being directed by Jen, andnot by him. "If you need more help, though ...."**********Ron paced nervously as he waited for the doorbell to ring. Incontrast, Jen sat casually on the sofa, sipping a glass of wine."Would you relax?" she asked, for perhaps the twentieth time."Everything is going to be okay."Ron paused his pacing and spun. Boys are off to school, the phone rings. It is my neighbor friend, she wants to have lunch. I have a few appointments at the house so I invite her to come over around noon. By the time we finish chatting it’s 8:20 and the electrician is suppose to be coming at 8:30 to give me an estimate on some work I need done. I can feel my pussy begging to be touched. The electrician won’t be on time, I am sure I can get a quick shower in. I had just gotten stared when I hear the doorbell ring, “shit he’s.